I’m going batty for the bat…….. Yeah, I got nothin’.

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Rouge honestly couldn’t put her finger on it. The beautiful bat was finding herself tangled up in some tightening tentacles, lurking towards her as she was dressed in a light, soft nightgown. She was getting ready to rest until she was caught in the many loops of the squeezing coils. A dame like her in this situation would squirm, cry for help, fight back, or struggle until they were in a submissive command of the clingy binds. However, Rouge seemed to be loving it, much to her surprise. Maybe it was the silkiness of the tentacle skin brushing along her curvy figure, the warmth it gave to her tired muscles, or their strength as it made her feel helpless, yet amused. Nevertheless, the treasure hunter was now the stolen gem, the elegant Rouge being a squeeze toy for the rest of the night. Her mind fueling with arousal, she gave a sultry look, as if she was allowing for the squeezes to continue. She moaned upon every loop clinging onto her body, feeling the intense pressure and the numbing of her muscles, she couldn’t get enough of it. With her breasts pushed up by the very top loop, Rouge’s soft cheeks reddened in response. Though she was supposed to have her beauty sleep, the already beautiful thief would have to wait, until she would possibly pass out from all the clinging, coiling grips. It was a risk she would take, as it meant her body would still be in the long-lasting clutches of this thick, yet firm tentacle hugging her so.

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I wanted to have Rouge enjoy getting coiled and squeezed, it sounded like a pleasing idea. This was redrawn from a very old sketch I did of the same basic idea, but with Rouge being hypnotized to be blissfully wrapped. I scrapped the hypnosis angle once I drew it again since I thought her willingly liking the bindings sounded more nice.

Rouge the Bat-Sega